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Mordant Spire Elf Magus (Bladebound, Spire Defender) 1 | HP 11/11 | AC 14 Touch 14 Flatfooted 10 | Saves F +4 R +3 W +2 | Init +5 | Low-light vision; Perc +2, Sense Motive +0
![]() Ignoring the spider, Aerel plunges his dagger into the sleeping rat. Coup de Grace Double Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 4) + 4 = 11 Might as well make it three critical hits in a row, even if the third one is slightly a cheat. EDIT: Forgot the save Fortitude vs. Filth Fever: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 ![]()
![]() Arcana: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26 Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 12 Alexite stayed for the unveiling of the main attraction. When the creature was brought out in a cage by the carnies, he frowned. Keeping such a magnificent specimen locked up was a travesty, especially as it was no mere animal, but an intelligent species. Ilsurian had to admit that she was quite striking, seemingly possessed of an animal magnetism. Such a feral attraction was having an effect upon many of the assembled spectators. When she began to speak, he became even more intrigued. Almars Delisen asked for questions from the audience. Alexite asked, "What is it that you have over this carnival which keeps them in service to you?" ![]()
Mordant Spire Elf Magus (Bladebound, Spire Defender) 1 | HP 11/11 | AC 14 Touch 14 Flatfooted 10 | Saves F +4 R +3 W +2 | Init +5 | Low-light vision; Perc +2, Sense Motive +0
![]() Is it possible that we can post our actions and if it conflicts with the rules, the GM will gently point out our error/misbelief? It would seem to be easier. ![]()
Female Drow Bae'queshel Telphraezzar (Arcane Duelist) 1 | HP 10/10 | AC 19/T 13/FF 16 | Fort +2 Ref +5 Will +1; +2 vs. enchantments, +6 vs. charms and compulsions | Perc +5; Darkvision 120 ft. | Init +5 | Speed 30 ft.
![]() Xodar Order of The Jet Star wrote:
Ohhh, missed it by one... ![]()
Male Human Ranger (falconer, trapper) 2, Perception +6(+9 vs. traps), Survival +6(+7 to track), Geography +5
![]() PRD wrote: Time of Day: A divine spellcaster chooses and prepares spells ahead of time, but unlike a wizard, does not require a period of rest to prepare spells. Instead, the character chooses a particular time of day to pray and receive spells. The time is usually associated with some daily event. If some event prevents a character from praying at the proper time, she must do so as soon as possible. If the character does not stop to pray for spells at the first opportunity, she must wait until the next day to prepare spells.
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Female Drow Bae'queshel Telphraezzar (Arcane Duelist) 1 | HP 10/10 | AC 19/T 13/FF 16 | Fort +2 Ref +5 Will +1; +2 vs. enchantments, +6 vs. charms and compulsions | Perc +5; Darkvision 120 ft. | Init +5 | Speed 30 ft.
![]() I forgot to mention that Saturdays suck for me. I am almost always at a RL game all day. Was the site down for everyone today? I couldn't get on late last night when I got home and it was still not working this afternoon when I got up. I am going to post another response now and I'm sure that Hurkkagg will answer once he's back in town; if the vikings didn't split his skull and take his woman. ![]()
![]() Hurkkagg eyes the small female as she approaches him. He says nothing but his blue tinged nose wrinkles and snorts lightly as he takes in her scent. Not born of the deep this one. Not dokk-olv, but dokk-olv blooded... The giant goblinoid leans forward so his slave brand on his ear is visible. He then answers in a raspy low voice: "Hurkkagg no out of place. In his place." A throaty basso reminiscent of a rockfall rumbles up from his chest as long fingernails from a gracefully tapering hand lightly scratch under his chin. Whether it is a growl or a purr is hard to distinguish. ![]()
Female Drow Bae'queshel Telphraezzar (Arcane Duelist) 1 | HP 10/10 | AC 19/T 13/FF 16 | Fort +2 Ref +5 Will +1; +2 vs. enchantments, +6 vs. charms and compulsions | Perc +5; Darkvision 120 ft. | Init +5 | Speed 30 ft.
![]() Even more importantly, Control + C. Every time for every post on any message board, but especially for Paizo. These are the worst boards I have ever used for eating posts. EDIT: And of yet even greater import, would you consider applications from any of us in this game for your Razor Coast game? ![]()
Female Aasimar Oracle of Fate (Dual Cursed) 3
![]() Sesi wrote:
Sesi, BD mentioned we're both aasimar. That means you have at least cold resistance 5. How could you possibly be cold? ![]()
Human (þursfyrðar) Druid (Bear Shaman) 1 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | HP 19/19 | F +4 R +1 W +4 | Init +1 | Perception +8 | Predator's Grace 5/5
![]() Skäne Snjármǫn wrote: Brodir: Freebooter's Bane only works against the Worg that Skäne is engaging, so unless your changing target you'll nei get the bonus? Okay, one point less. ![]()
Human (þursfyrðar) Druid (Bear Shaman) 1 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | HP 19/19 | F +4 R +1 W +4 | Init +1 | Perception +8 | Predator's Grace 5/5
![]() Björn's eyes are mirror bright and his smile is Death's grin itself as he slashes at the goblin at his feet. scythe melee attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24 damage: 2d4 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 1) + 6 + 1 = 11 confirm critical threat: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 critical damage: 6d4 + 18 + 3 ⇒ (3, 4, 4, 3, 4, 1) + 18 + 3 = 40 ![]()
Human (þursfyrðar) Druid (Bear Shaman) 1 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | HP 19/19 | F +4 R +1 W +4 | Init +1 | Perception +8 | Predator's Grace 5/5
![]() Rayla wrote:
I do hope that I have cleared up any perceived confusion over how Björn has a 7 Charisma and...Rayla wrote: I must admit I am somewhat concerned with the tension in the group at this point. I don't want it to end in blood shed. I find it important that a group, for all their differences, gets to result and works together towards the common goal. I further hope that you can bear with me to discover his jovial side. ![]()
![]() I posted this on the original thread back in 2011 and I feel it is needed now more than ever. VIKINGS!!! Northmen plying the seas, raiding the coastal cities and putting the fear of 7' tall, 300 lb, bearded men with greataxes into everyone. (Gee, can't imagine why) Sailing the coastline of Varisia laying waste to every settlement you find. (Burn Sandpoint! Burn!) Sailing through the shadowy waters of Nidal before slipping past the Chelaxian naval blockade of Aroden's Arch and wreaking havoc on both Avistan and Garund. Sailing into Byzant... er, Absalom to trade your plundered loot and hand over all those poor orphans you took in to good loving homes. (Which way to the slave markets?) Then it's back the way you came to do it all again, hitting the bigger cities for better loot... and more orphans. (We've heard the horror stories of what they're doing with the orphans in Isger and damnit, someone has to save them.) Arrive back home just in time to send off your own beloved Linnorm King (may his longship run agound a sandbar and he die of thirst before he even sees Arcadia), break the heads of all those upstarts who thought themselves your better (or worse, your equal) and get to go out hunting a linnorm to prove that all of civilization rightly fears your battle prowess(but not nearly as much as they do the body odor and rancid breath. No, not the linnorm's). ![]()
![]() Hearing the witch's question, Skäne shakes his head and picks up one of the tents. Motioning to his companion, the viking tells him, "Grípa þau. Aðrir geta ekki virðast til að bera þá og þeir geta komið sér vel." Translation from þurstunga (Giant): Grab those. The others cannot seem to carry them and they may come in handy. ![]()
Human (þursfyrðar) Druid (Bear Shaman) 1 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | HP 19/19 | F +4 R +1 W +4 | Init +1 | Perception +8 | Predator's Grace 5/5
![]() The man giant shakes his head and drops the canvas. He takes up the remaining bundles of rope and tosses one to Skäne. Unspooling the rope to respool it to his size, he drapes them over his head to hang from one shoulder. ![]()
Human (þursfyrðar) Druid (Bear Shaman) 1 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | HP 19/19 | F +4 R +1 W +4 | Init +1 | Perception +8 | Predator's Grace 5/5
![]() The two northerners lumber down the road to the keep, only occasionally crashing into each other. Once before the town's lord, they stand shoulders slumped blearily looking out at the others. At his offer, they sullenly take up rations and water. Björn picks up one of the piles of canvas, asking, "Er það rúm lak?" Translation from þurstunga (Giant): Is it a bed sheet? ![]()
Human (þursfyrðar) Druid (Bear Shaman) 1 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | HP 19/19 | F +4 R +1 W +4 | Init +1 | Perception +8 | Predator's Grace 5/5
![]() Responding to his friend's statement, "Ef hann vill drengi, hvers vegna að senda drengi að finna menn?" Ef hann vill drengi, hvers vegna að senda drengi að finna menn? - If he likes boys, why send boys to find men? ![]()
Human (þursfyrðar) Druid (Bear Shaman) 1 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | HP 19/19 | F +4 R +1 W +4 | Init +1 | Perception +8 | Predator's Grace 5/5
![]() Downing another ale while pondering the kobold's insult in bringing men drinks in a child's cup, he misses the clamor at the door. At
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Human (þursfyrðar) Druid (Bear Shaman) 1 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | HP 19/19 | F +4 R +1 W +4 | Init +1 | Perception +8 | Predator's Grace 5/5
![]() Björn and Skäne
Spoiler: Björn and Skäne:
At the hail from the gate pygmy, the truly gigantic of the two men roars, "Við erum að koma í víking! Senda út skatt á flestum fitu manninn þinn, af þyngd jafn sitt og við munum ekki brenna heimili og taka konur þínar!" Turning to his smaller companion, he mutters, "Þó að vera heiðarlegur, börn gera ekkert fyrir mig og þetta virðist vera annar bær of litlum fjölda fólks." [spoiler=Northern]
"Þó að vera heiðarlegur, börn gera ekkert fyrir mig og þetta virðist vera annar bær of litlum fjölda fólks." - "Although, to be honest, children do nothing for me and these appear to be another town of too small people."
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Human (þursfyrðar) Druid (Bear Shaman) 1 | AC 15 T 11 FF 14 | HP 19/19 | F +4 R +1 W +4 | Init +1 | Perception +8 | Predator's Grace 5/5
![]() Hey all! We had our monthly software release last night, hence the late arrival. As Skane said, this is not our first go 'round with partnering (Ah, Hakon and Abitan...), even with this particular pair of vikings. I expect this to be great fun for all of us. Yes, Björn is the party's enforcer of fun. I think the picture bears out this truth. Kaldrnorð is our homeland and Ísáinheim is the largest settlement in the region. This 'home on the ice river' is famed for it's river; both that it remains frozen year round and for a unique breed of remorhaz. The ice river is solid most of the year save for the high summer when it can warm enough that the ice will crack and break under the weight of a full grown Þursfyrðar. Adding to the danger, and the thrill for local hunters, the river is home to a strange offshoot of remorhaz. Some more regional fluff: These aquatic beasts constantly move through the ice of the river using their internal fires to heat the armour plates on their backs to melt the ice, providing the water they need to breathe. As with other remorhaz, they are solitary creatures, save for in the deepest days of winter when they will search out others of their kind to mate. Coming together in groups of up to a dozen, they writhe in the ice forming mating balls. These balls of remorhaz melt the ice into large spheres of water. In large groups, the water can boil through the surface ice creating geysers of superheated water which explode into plumes of snow, or even ice leaving towering sculptures in their wake. The unwary are sometimes caught in these plumes, instantly frozen or worse, falling through the brittle ice into the undulating mass of superheated scales and maws. Young are born in the summer when there is free flowing water running under the ice. They swim in the frigid waters throughout the short summer months, learning to regulate their internal heat to prepare themselves for the icy autumn.
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Female Aasimar Oracle of Fate (Dual Cursed) 3
![]() Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12 Assuming she still can... Disa cries out in pain as the monstrous jaws clamp shut on her leg. Marshaling her thoughts, the shield maiden channels her own innate resistance onto the spikes of her shield causing them to glisten with corrosive acid. Grunting with the effort, she slams into the beast with the weight of her whole body through her shield. Spiked Shield Poolstrike (acid): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 Melee damage + acid damage: 1d6 + 5 + 2d6 ⇒ (5) + 5 + (4, 6) = 20 ![]()
![]() Just a heads up. I am leaving for California this morning and will not be back until early Tuesday morning. I won't have any access until that time, so I will not be posting until late Tuesday. Sorry for the short notice, but I completely forgot about it. Please feel free to run my character while I am gone and I will catch up when I return. ![]()
Female Aasimar Oracle of Fate (Dual Cursed) 3
![]() Heal: 1d20 ⇒ 12 And that will do it. With a hurried glance, Disa does a double take at the bone handled blade. "That is heinous, Ragnar. That is crafted from the bone of an infant. That blade is discolored with what seems to be blood. I would guess you managed to find some kind of sacrificial tool. Not the good kind of sacrifice." ![]()
![]() Leith cracks open a single eyelid at the raucous approach of the woman and her whelps. At the smell of food, he drags himself to full consciousness, taking one of the bowls and pouring the krem atop the vasha. He varkas down the breakfast before surreptitiously eyeing the others to see if they eat theirs. ![]()
Female Aasimar Oracle of Fate (Dual Cursed) 3
![]() Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 16 Disa shakes her head and calls in a stage whisper to the two out in the main passage, "The shield doesn't offer much protection when you stand on the pointy side of it. Come down here, racoon, from the smell of it there is carrion for you." ![]()
![]() A lonely track through a dark, forbidding forest. Damn! Damn! Damn! I cannot believe they left without me! Gods, but had I even stopped to apologize on my way out the door, they would have been on me. He actually sent Pavel and Rawan after me. He will never understand... I had to spend hours shaking them before I could circle back to the rendezvous. And then they are gone when I arrive. Gone! Probably at the insistence of the sniveling halfling bookkeeper. Now I am walking for hours more trying to catch up and I am so tired that I dare not stop even to rest. That woodsman assured me that the only settlement in the area was down this track... What does he kn- The young man checks his mental tirade at the sounds of screams in the night. He draws his sword as he tries to pinpoint the direction of the voices. Realizing it comes from farther down the track, he moves quickly, his fatigue forgotten, as he reaches a break in the trees which opens into a small village. The crowds of people running for shelter in the dilapidated buildings causes him to follow their path back to the scene of a pack of wolves stalking through the center of the buildings. It being too dark to know what they hunt, he advances on them from behind and to their left.
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